Being a protege of maverick Ram Gopal Varma should have been sufficient credentials. However, Vivek Krishna proves the dictum “flatters to deceive,” right with Bejawada. For, with violence with a capital V, blood and gore, fisticuffs and fusillade as its fulcrum, Vivek turns Bejawada into one hell of a bheja fry.
Bejawada spotlights on a brother Siva Krishna, seeking revenge for his elder sibling Vijay Krishna’s death. Honestly, nothing works in Bejawada and on the whole, the routine revenge drama, which is poorly done and dourly directed and as trite and tedious, does not have any bite or bark in it.
With one too many cooks, as the saying goes, spoiling the soggy broth, Bejawada is best left to languish without any audience.
It’s best to shy away from Bejawada than rue a day ruined in mindless mishmash that teases and tests one’s patience to the pith of its core.